Nocturnal Hum
She sat in her nightdress on the steps up to
the terrace looking up to the sky - Full moon
and stars so near you only needed a curtain
ladder to pick stars as galactic fruit.
She had fallen asleep I carried her to bed and
her dream continued. Overcast and a cooling
wind, the good night was erased and I had been
warming my cold heart on a child’s dream
Jan Oskar Hansen is a published poet from Portugal.
Thank you, Jack Horne, for the following--
ReplyDeletelove this thoughtful piece
Nice work, Jan, as usual. Keep up the good work. Continued blessings!
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ReplyDeleteI loved the imagery here in this well written poem. Thank you for sharing your talent with us here on Whispers.
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